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... ingering on the unassuming phone Stanfield had provided. He held it up, turning it over in his hand, its plain exterior betraying nothing of its potential. "This thing Stan gave us," He said, his voice tinged with curiosity, "it’s gotta have some fancy-ass tricks up its sleeve, right?"
The contact nodded, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "You bet. That phone’s got a special chip baked into it. Beyond the standard anti-eavesdropping tech, it’s got a nifty feature that scrambles your IP ...
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